My White Lotus (ZhanYi)

14: Mine and yours only

How it would be like to live ordinary from rich, all of a sudden?
Technically, it must be very difficult but for Zhan it was the best life he had enjoyed.

Just the two bedroom apartment of his boyfriend, a simple graphic designing job and a lot of happiness with his love. Zhan didn't felt any need of the luxuries he had enjoyed from birth is necessary to have a contented life.

From the birth of him, it was always his parents who chose the best things for him. He never cared about the things he picked. If he like, he would buy them. It's his parents who taught him to choose things correctly. Whatever the things he choose, a chocolate or a chopper, he have to check their quality before making them his own. They should be of his 'standard'. It doesn't matter he liked it or not but they should be qualified to be his.

It has been one and half years since Zhan left his house after having the argument with his family yet he didn't regret choosing Yibo, his heartfelt desire. Looking back, Zhan is very happy on his current life.

He realised how just a piece of cake baked by his Yibo tastes hundred times better than the expensive cakes he had ordered before, how just a smile of his Yibo vibrates his whole nerves faster than any drugs or night clubs do, how just a mere hug of his Yibo feels softer than any of the most fluffy beds he had back then at his home.Oh, he just loves his Yibo so much. Everyday he thinks he can't love Yibo more than that but the next day he will prove himself wrong by loving him a little more than the previous day.

Even with the ordinary salary of them, they lived a contented life. Occasional dates and outings. They would save a little portion of their money everytime, so that they can go for a long journey at the end of the month. Their life, it was blissful. Just two of them, going for job or study and cuddling together at the end of the day. Their sorrows and happiness. Nothing else.

             It's a sunday afternoon, an official holiday for both the graphic designer and architecture student but they are very hardworking that their previously heaven looked kitchen seems to be hit by a furious tornado by now.

A white shirt can be seen hanging on the kitchen counter and two pair of trousers carelessly thrown to the floor among the mixed flours, honey and icecream remains. The leather belt which previously used to fix Yibo's trousers on place now binds his wrists together perfectly as he threw it around Zhan's neck.

The smooth wooden surface of the kitchen counter rubbed onto Zhan's sticky back in the rhythm of Yibo dancing on his lap. Yibo seek support on Zhan's shoulders by his forearms as he pull up all the way to the tip only to slam back onto the heavy dick with a moan. His eyes rolling back to the head and skin glowing with sweat. Zhan let out a pleased moan as he kneaded Yibo's hip hard and sweet as he pulled the younger into a heated kiss. Hungry kiss driving them to the high.

Tilting head occasionally to get a better suck onto the honey lips of Yibo, Zhan dragged his slender fingers all the way from Yibo's shin to his knee and then to the tigh. The other hand still busy leaving bruises on his hip. The tickle on his thigh forced Yibo to bounce on Zhan's cock one more time and Zhan bit on his lower lip in between the kiss. Their moans disappearing into each other's throats.

From the inner thighs, the hand crawled to the latter's cock after teasing the balls. It send chills to Yibo's spine and his hands itched to get free from the bound and scratch Zhan all over. The knot around his wrists tightened and he pulled Zhan's hairs as much as he could which made Zhan gasp and broke the kiss.

"Oh Yibo!" Zhan called him roughly and Yibo groaned. He felt Zhan pumping his cock occasionally circling one finger on the slit. It drive him crazy. He bend down to make space between their naked torso and licked the brown tit of Zhan. Yibo could still taste the remaining honey trails from it.